I woke up next to Mon. We were both naked. I still couldn't forget about what happened last night between my brother and Renée.
"Morning baby girl." I heard Monica and felt her reach over and hold me. I smiled at her and she rested her head on my chest. "I missed this Hazzy. I really have." I didn't say anything. This wasn't the first time she's broken my heart.
"You're the one that got away and now that you're back, I won't let you go again." I didn't want to be with Monica. She's hurt me way too many times that something inside shut off.
Monica climbed on top of me and began kissing me. They were Monica's lips, but I kept seeing her as Renée. I kept my eyes close to make this image stay. I grabbed her hips and gripped them. She moaned and giggled into the kiss. "That's the Hazzy I remember." she pulled up to say. I opened my eyes and Renée was gone. I but my lip and looked away. I pushed her off and got up. "Sorry Monica. I have to go home now." I bent over to get my clothes and put them on. Monica sat on her knees. "No worries, I'll bring a bottle of wine over later and we can finish this." she smiled cheekily and I shook my head. "I don't think that's a good idea." "Why not?" she asked.
I sighed as I pulled my shirt down. Maybe because I wanted just me and Renée tonight. I wasn't going to do anything bad. I just wanted to talk to her and have a girls night out. "I have other plans Monica." "Another girl?" I crossed my arms and stared at her. "What if it is? Would it be so bad?" Monica stood up on the bed and walked towards me.
"It would be. You're my girl Hazzy." Her hands grabbed my waist and I stood in one place. She used to make me so weak. I forced myself to loosen from her grip. "Don't touch me Monica." I demanded and she stared. "My sweet Hazzy...don't be like that baby girl." She smiled and I looked away. She grabbed my face and forced my head her direction. "Look at me Hazzy!" she said. "Don't look away from me."she said as she grabbed my hair. I gasped as she pulled it and tugged a bit. "You used to love your hair pulled." she smiled and I grabbed a hold of my hair. "Let go, Mon!" I said and she chuckled. "No! You're mine Hazzy!"
All this to remind me I'm hers?
"I have to move on sometime Monica. You did." she pulled it harder. "Are you bad mouthing Monica?!" I whimpered in pain as my body jerked forward. "Stop...please stop!" I pleaded. "Don't disobey me!" she pulled harder. "Bad girl!" Monica scolded and yanked my hair multiple times.
"STOP!" I yelled and I leaned up a bit and shoved her down on the bed. "Don't ever fucking touch me again, Monica! I'll move on when I want." I grabbed my phone and walked out the door with tears streaming down my face.
"Listen to me, Hazzy. Be a good girl." he said as he grabbed my ponytail.
I wiped my eyes and ran back to my apartment. I locked my door and turned to see Harry kissing Renée's neck. I stopped and stared. I wanted that with her so bad. Her on my lap as I kissed her neck.
I laid in Harry's arms staring at eachother. "You feel alright?" he asked and I nodded. "I feel perfect." I replied as I ran my finger over his jawline.
Harry was so beautiful. I think god spent some time on this one for sure. "You look perfect." he smiled and I giggled. "Oh stop it." He pushed a strand of my hair out of my eyes and kissed me.
Harry pulled back and laid back. I put my head on his chest and traced his sparrows on his chest. "When did you get these?" I asked and harry looked down. "Awhile ago. I might need to get them touched up a bit." "What do they mean?" I asked and Harry touched one and stared at me. "I like to think of them as love birds. And they are flying towards eachother. Two love birds can't be caged." he smiled and I did, too. I got it instantly and laid my head back down.
I soon fell asleep like that.
When I woke back up again, I walked out in the living room and Harry was on the couch. I didn't see Harriet anywhere as I walked over to him and say on his lap.
"Morning love." Harry said as he wrapped his arms around me. My arms wrapped around his neck. "Morning." I kissed his lips and rested my head on his.
I was a little sore this morning. But I imagined the first time a lot worse then it was.
Harry looked at me. "What are you doing tonight?" I thought for a moment. I didn't really have anything going on later. But something could always turn up. "Nothing, but let me check with my mom and I'll get back to you on that one." Harry smiled and nuzzled into my neck. He softly kissed it and I shut my eyes. "I like you kissing me there." I said softly and I felt Harry smile. "And if I kiss you," Harry kissed me right below my ear. "there?" I felt goosebumps rise. I giggled and shook my head when the door opened.
Harriet walked in and locked the door. She turned and looked at us. Harry looked up and smiled at her. "Hey sis."Harriet walked passed us and into the kitchen. "You guys enjoy last night?" she asked getting herself a drink of water. "Sure did." he smirked.
I played with Harry's curls as Harriet walked back in the living room and sat on the arm of the couch. She was staring at me and drinking her water. "I have to take a wee." Harry said motioning me to get up. I did and sat back down on the couch.
Harry closed the door and Harriet smiled. "Question Renée." she said sliding down on the couch. I looked at her "Yeah?" "What are you doing tonight?" she asked. Oh no, I feel like she'd be pissed if she knew I was probably going to hang out with her brother.
"Humm," I looked down. "nothing I guess." "You wanna spend another night here? We'll tell your mum you're at another friends house." she smiled and I smiled, but I didn't want to have to tell my mom another lie. "Sure." I guess I'll have to tell the same to Harry.
Renée's mum fell for it and she was coming over. I was so in love with this girl that I wanted to spend every minute with her just so I don't lose the image of her face.
I washed my sheets and made my bed for us. I had movies, treats and other stuff laid out for us.
I heard a knock on the door and I opened it. "Hey gorgeous." I smiled as I saw Renée with bags of her stuff. "Hey." she smiled. I then offered her in and she walked in. I watched her walk in and stared at her bum in her short shorts. I bit my lips and smiled.
She put her stuff down on the couch and she sat down. I noticed she was wearing a Beatles shirt. "I like your shirt." I said and she looked down. "Thanks." she smiled. "You a fan?" she nodded "Yeah, my daddy used to listen to them." I smiled "My mum did, too. What's your favorite song?" she thought for a moment. "I like Yesterday." "Me too." I said "That song has a lot of meaning in it." She nodded and looked down.
Couple hours later:
She seemed to lighten up a bit. Her and I were playing truth or dare together. "Okay, truth or dare?" she asked and I answered with dare.
"I dare you to tell me your biggest secret." she smiled.
I guess that would be I'm a lesbian?
"Alright, I'm a lesbian." I answered and Renée's eyes widened. "You are not." she smiled and I nodded. "Yep." "I've known you for almost a day and this never came up?" I shrugged. "I didn't want you to think of me any differently." she giggled and grabbed my hands "Oh honey, that could never happen. You're the sweetest person I know." I smiled at her and she let go. "Your turn to ask me." "Alright, truth or dare?" She asked and I answered with truth.
"Is it true you've never done anything with a girl?" she smiled "Never. My religion looks down on same sex relationships."
I had no idea she was a Christian girl. She's so sweet and innocent. She reminds me of myself before I got with Monica.
"That's a shame." I smiled and Renée looked down. It was silent for a second and I looked at her. "Truth of dare?" "Dare."
I smirked at her and moved closer to her. She didn't move. She stayed in one place. "I dare you to kiss me." She looked deeply in my eyes and didn't say a word.
"I know you want to." She kept looking away. "If you don't do it, you take your only chicken and this isn't even bad." I smiled at her. She was so cute and so very innocent.
Renée's hands held mine as she leaned in and her lips smashed into mine. This was one of the moments I have waited for since I met her. Her lips were exactly how I imagined. They were so soft and full. So perfect.
She pulled back, but I wanted more of her. I knew now I was going to be craving her bubblegum lips.
Renée sat down and didn't say much. I knew she probably felt weird for kissing a girl. "Your turn." I said. "I don't want to play anymore." I frowned at her. "Then I'll keep picking for you." I smiled and thought. "You dare me to lick you. To taste you." Her head shot up. "No, Harriet..." I cocked and eyebrow. "Why not?" "We're against that." she answered.
I shook my head. "So is sex before marriage." I said. Renée had wide eyes and red cheeks. "Yeah...it is." "That didn't stop you from doing it with my brother..." she looked down in her knees and I scoffed. "Just for fun, Renée. If you don't like it, I'll stop." her head came up and she bit her lip. "You promise?" "Promise." I could tell she was still nervous. "Okay."
We both got up and walked into my room and I shut the door. I shut my curtains to make her feel a bit more comfortable. She sat down on my bed and I walked over to it. "Just relax." I said. I could tell she was shaking and I giggled at her.
I laid on top of her and kissed her on her pink lips passionately. She wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened the kiss. No doubt this girl knew how to kiss good. I clenched on her bottom lip with my teeth and she gasped. I looked at her and smiled.
I let go and smiled bigger. "Your innocence is sexy, Renée." I said. She didn't say anything.
I pulled the hem of her shorts down along with her panties. "Harriet..." she said and grabbed my hand. I looked at her "Yeah?" "I'm still sore." "I can take care of that." I smiled and she bit her lip.
I moved down and looked at how beautiful she was below. "Wow..." I breathed and I kissed her below. She breathed in and moaned a little.
She was a bit wet already and I take it, it was the kiss that did that. I looked up at her. "Remember, tell me to stop if you don't like it." she nodded as she bit on her finger. She was nervous and anxious.
I licked her wet slit and she grabbed the sheets. "Harriet..." she moaned and I looked up. "Hazzy...call me Hazzy." she nodded and I continued. This was what I wanted. Her. I wanted her to be mine and her body. I wanted to make everyone know it was. Her moans drove me crazy. How wet she was getting for me. It all made me so hot and so crazy.
She was mine.
I pulled back and kissed her smooth thighs and then bit onto them for a second. "Ow...Hazzy!" Renée cried out in pain. I pulled back and teeth marks were left behind. Her skin was purple. I kissed the bruised spot carefully.
"Hazzy stop." Renée said and pulled back. She covered herself with my blankets. "I'm sorry." I apologized and she didn't look at me. "Renée, I get carried away sometimes." she began to cry and I felt bad. I didn't know if she felt bad or if I hurt her. "Why are you crying? Did it not feel right?" she continued to cry. "Renée answer me...I'm sorry." I apologized again. "I don't want to do this Hazzy." she said and reached for her shorts.
"So you felt weird?" she sniffled and pulled her shorts up. "I have a boyfriend. I'm straight." a boyfriend? My brother? Was my brother her boyfriend?
"Harry?" I asked and she nodded as she got up and wiped her nose. She opened the door. "When were you planning on telling me, Renée?" she put some of her stuff in a bag. Her face was streaming tears. "I don't have to tell you anything! It's not like I'm your girlfriend." It hurt hearing that, because I so desperately wanted her to be. "I was supposed to hang out with him tonight. I had to lie to my boyfriend I just got." she cried.
She probably thought I had this all planned out. "Renée...I didn't plan-" "Don't Hazzy...just don't!" she said as he threw her bag over her shoulder. She walked to the door.
"Where are you going?" I asked grabbing my keys. "Home. and don't bother taking me. I'll call your brother."
That was it then. Because I let myself get carried away, I lost something before I even had it.
Harry drove me home from Hazzy's...or Harriet's...doesn't matter. I fell on top of my bed and cried.
The only reason I'm crying is not because I'm ashamed, I wasn't. But because my feelings changed. I got scared of them because now I know. All my emotions are hitting me hard and I don't want to believe it, but I think I am in love with a girl...I think...i think I am in love with Hazzy.